Sung to the tune of “Trippin’ Down the Freeway” by Weezer
I told you that this party would be great
You said no, it wouldn’t be the right scene
You said let’s go to Homecoming
I told you that you’re a kooky dame
No way, someone just told me
Someone spiked a dish on the kitchen table
We’re stoned, it’s not the red wine
We’re now all having an awesome time
You’ve gotta get the name of the cook
I’m totally gonna put this in my book
You know that we should really stay
We can’t leave here yet cause we’re trippin’ on tabbouleh
(Trippin’ on Tabbouleh)
You said to me that it’s not really weed
I said “I feel like I have been healed”
You said let’s go I think I have the Swine Flu
I said “Girl, here’s some Tums for you to chew”
No way, we’re not gonna leave now
This party’s getting better by the second
We’re lit but not from the beer bong
Listen here, I drove, and I’m in charge
You’re in denial of what you just took
This situation is majorly off the hook
In the end we’re all gonna be okay
We’ll eventually stop trippin’ on tabbouleh
guitar solo
No way, we’re not gonna leave now
This party’s getting better by the second
We’re lit but not from the beer bong
Listen here, I drove and I’m in charge
You’re in denial of what you just took
This situation is majorly off the hook
In the end we’re all gonna be okay
We’ll eventually stop trippin’ on tabbouleh
Trippin’ on Tabbouleh (x7)
© 2010, Lyric: Matthew K. Gray, Music: Rivers Cuomo.